Book Distribution in Birmingham England
The first amazing event I will describe took place when I went out to distribute books and Ratha yatra leaflets. I went first to my favourite street to give a leaflet to Ashok, a nice Indian gentleman who lives at a house with the number 108. I visit him when I can, because he bought many books from me and he is favourable and his auspicious house number makes my day auspicious. After visiting him, I was wondering where Krishna would...
Cruising Back to Godhead
I was doing books at the ferry terminal, where a cruise ship was docked for a day. While distributing something got in my eye and made it terribly itchy. I thought of taking a break, but then decided to tolerate this and go on. Two minutes later, a young Asian passed by. I showed him Chant and Be Happy, and he stopped. I said it was a book about stress. He said he didn't speak English and that he had to report back to the cruise...
Elevation to Krsna Consciousness
After distributing books at the Santa Moinca Mall, I was going back to my vehicle in a parking structure. While I stood inside the elevator, a man quickly came in before the door closed. I said to him, "You barely made it in." I had my book box with an assortment of books in it, which he saw, so he said, "You have quite an assortment of books there." "Yes, I distribute them. I'm a traveling monk. Can I...
A Pleasant Awakening
Sriman Ramdas Prabhu, Rish Prabhu, and I were battling the nearby snowy mountains, the hail, and severe winds together in Upper Hutt, Wellington, New Zealand, during a recent book marathon. Rish and I were presenting Krsna Book to the sad and confused people of the area with some pleasant surprises. I stopped a boy in his late teens who was wearing a black cap saying: “Enjoy Coke” (cocaine). I adjusted my language to best...
A Revelation Right Next Door
Last night it was hot and uncomfortable indoors, so I took my two-year-old son, Vitthal Bhakta, for a walk. I had my japa beads and was softly chanting. My son was tired, so we had a leisurely stroll without any major interactions except when he wanted to pick up a stick and walk with it. He was quietly observing. He poked the stick here and there. As we reached closer to home, my son, very tired by now, insisted on being picked up....
How the Bhagavad Gita Connected Me to My Neighbour
Dear Devotees, Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to Srila Prabhupada. Please see below account and see if is fit to include in your broadcasts. your servant, Mahabhagavat Das How the Bhagavad Gita connected me to my neighbour Last night was hot and uncomfortable indoors, so I took my two-year-old son Vitthal Bhakta for a walk. I had my japa beads and was softly chanting, my son was tired and we had a leisurely stroll...
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